(via gaunt-emaciation)
I suppose it’s a comfort, perhaps a sense of self-control, doing worse damage to yourself than the world will ever dare inflict.
(Source: whatificoulddisappear, via itsinthescars)
Eating disorders are really about excessive control, painful perfectionism, and stubborn self-hatred. They are not about whether or not your thighs touch, the width of your hips, the size of your butt, or the number on a scale. Unfortunately, anorexia, bulimia, and related disorders exist at every number on the scale. Eating disorders do not discriminate. Ed will be happy to destroy your life at whatever size and weight you happen to be. Don’t give him the chance.
Why do I miss it? The hunger, emptiness and overall numbness I felt when I was at my sickest. As much as a part of me hated it and does not want to ever go back there again - there is still a part of me that does. I want this part to just get up and leave, yet it still remains - haunting me day by day…
(via willieverstopmissingyou)
You don’t need water to feel like you’re drowning, do you?
I am stuck. I am stuck between wanting to get out of this terrible place and clinging on to something I’m not sure I know how to live without.
Diagnosed with anorexia nervosa - 10 years and counting Have been in and out of treatment and the psych ward a dozen times and not yet recovered Also diagnosed with depression, anxiety and mild OCD tendencies Struggle with self harm and suicide ideation Perfectionist and ballet dancer ~~~ This blog gives a glimpse into the world of my mind that I struggle to live in everyday, it details a fraction of my struggles, fears, insecurities and it is a window into what life is like for me. ~~~ This is the story of my life
